"That would be wonderful. Then,we can have something a bit more substantial. That will definitely help us tomorrow. It will give us the strength that we'll need." Anne fell silent, continuing to work on the broth that she'd begun cooking. It would serve to keep them warm, at the very least if Richter was able to bring something back. She hoped that he was successful. Honestly, she was beginning to tire of only soup and bread every day..for every meal.
While Richter was gone, Anneliese sat at the fire but spoke to Celestenia. "I'll be glad when we have this part of our journey over with. I must admit that I am not looking forward to tomorrow. But, I've no doubt that we'll be able to succeed. Have you ever come face to face with such a creature before?" she asked, eyeing her new friend. She only hoped that they'd discover a way to break the Sickness. Suddenly, a odd thought struck her. Had anyone actually tried speaking with a crazed Dragon? A silly notion, to be sure but still. It was something to think about.
Talking to a Dragon that cared for nothing but gold was enough to cause her to be laughed at. Anneliese would not peak of this to either of her companions. If the opportunity presented it, she would try. However, she would be more worried about her companions during the encounter.